I don't rock the jukebox,Or hustle the women.I'm deep drownin' in trouble and not even swimmin'.I can't begin to tell you my toils,My trouble is worse than my face being eaten off my boils.It's so bad I can't even start to tell you,My troubles.

It's not about a dog,Or women,Or nothin'.What you're gonna have to see is,I took my cousin Cletus's chew water and I drank it.I drunk it all up and now I've got cancer of the esophagus.